"Stop!"
"You dare murder my son right before my eyes? You truly have no regard for me at all."
Whoosh!
A cold snort suddenly rang out from the Zhao Family crowd.
A streak of Sword Light shot into the sky, instantly transforming into a blade radiance thousands of meters long, like a colossal sword slashing down at Li Yun.
"Zhao Minglou!"
"That old bastard finally couldn't hold himself back. Heh, this display—he really has broken through to fourth-grade True Immortal!"
"He can really hide, damn it. If Zhao Chentian hadn't been in danger, he probably would've kept hiding..."
The people from Flower City's other two great families snorted repeatedly from nearby.
As one of Flower City's three great families, Zhao Minglou had secretly advanced to fourth-grade True Immortal—something they most certainly did not want to see.
Now that Zhao Minglou had made his move, they wished for nothing more than for him and Li Yun to fight like dragons and tigers, so they could reap the benefits from the sidelines.
But who could have expected it?
Li Yun did not even look at Zhao Minglou.
As he pointed a finger downward, heaven and earth within several thousand meters inexplicably trembled.
An invisible, overwhelming immortal might crushed down. Zhao Chentian's body shattered on the spot, and even Zhao Minglou, the fourth-grade True Immortal still suspended in midair, inexplicably cracked apart.
Beneath that immortal might.
A single finger descended upon the Zhao Family crowd.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Streams of Immortal Light howled forth. Every Zhao Family cultivator standing there, without a single exception, was destroyed by the Immortal Light and turned into wisps of smoke.
When the Immortal Light finally dispersed.
There was no one left where the Zhao Family had gathered moments ago. Only a distinct fingerprint remained on the ground!